Damaged Goods -- Chapter 20

Erica Jensen Mystery #1

CHAPTER TWENTY

I shed my sleep shirt, tossing it aside, and wander toward the bathroom like a sleepwalker. Brush teeth, step in shower. The water washes the sweat away. My anxiety lingers.

As I go through the motions of making a minimal breakfast, my thoughts churn. The past few days’ events flash by in my head. I need to write them down. Use what I’ve l…